The air is dense, Certainly unbreathable, But, someone else, too, Doesn’t want me to breathe either. For I could sense, The grip tighten...

It’s certain now, That you and I met, In a parallel universe, Last night, Or else why, Would I dream of you again, And why would I hum,...

For me, Yesterday didn’t happen. It was all a dream, Or a nightmare of sorts, With overlapping conversations, And fantastic stories, Too...

The sky is slowly turning orange, As I wake up shaking, To the voice of my mother crying, I brace myself in seconds, To face the reality,...